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colts and green horses, and by so doing refuted the oft- 

 repeated story, that old trotting-horse trainers were not 

 good colt trainers. Sam not only won with his colts, but 

 kept them in such condition that they made long cam- 

 paigns — won a lot of races, and, what is more, they came 

 out the following year and trained on. He gave Bell Boy a 

 record of 2:19^ as a three-year-old, and convinced me that 

 he is a wonderful horse from the fact that his training was 

 very limited; his owner using him almost entirely for 

 breeding purposes. 



" Tobe " Broderick is considered one of the shining lights 

 at the huckleberry shows, he having made the world' s record 

 of 2:07^ over a half-mile track with-his celebrated pacer You 

 Bet, and running mate Gooseberry John. I think, taking 

 into consideration the difference between a mile and a half- 

 mile track, that this is as good a performance as. any team 

 ever made that way rigged. Hawley Cole, by the fashion 

 of his garments may ante-date the war, but his training, 

 driving and management of trotting horses is after the most 

 approved latter-day methods. He formerly devoted a part 

 of his time to his large railroad interests, but the interstate 

 law interfering with his usefulness, he now puts in aU his 

 energy and talent to training a public stable. That he gives 

 his patroils satisfaction is proven by the number of them. 

 John Holstein made his mark in connection with the 

 Wood' s Hambletonian family, having given many of them 

 their best records and campaigned them very successfully. 

 In connection with John I might relate rather a strange 

 accident, something that I never saw happen before, and 

 one of the many proofs of how uncertain horce-racing is. 

 In a race at Utica several years ago he was driving Nancy 

 Hackett in what would have been perhaps the deciding heat 

 had she not met with an accident. I had Wolford Z. in 

 the race, and after trotting for the first three-quarters of a 

 mile to beat John with Hackett, she, without any apparent 

 cause, plunged sidewise, and stopped almost instantly. So 

 sudden was it, that I pulled my horse up, thinking that 



